Well I spoke to the devilnI told him to go to HELL!nHe said,nHey, boy I just come from there.nSo I said nWell,” (well)nHe smiled like a shark.nOld teeth, pretty teeth,nSharp teeth, pretty sharp.nHe looked like an inspector,nWith bright green eyes.nGreen thin fingers,nPa-pa-pa-pa-pa pointing….nDon't you know he was right?nnSitting on your high horse.nWhen the cowboys come for me,nIts sucha a crude form of transport,nA means to an end.nAnd an end and an end and an end.nSharp teeth, pretty teeth.nPretty pretty, sharp teeth all in a row…..nnnFace to face, nDon't look a gift-horse in the mouth.nAnd next time,nTaste the taste,nThe sweet-sweet bittersweet taste of excess….nWell, well, yes!nnAhh, he said he was a a peekish bossnA broken bed of nails,nNails on fingersnMy-My-MynMy-My Fingers!nnSitting on your high horse.nWhen the cowboys come for me,nIts sucha a crude form of transport,nA means to an end,nAnd an end and an end and an endn(x2)nnSharp teeth, pretty teeth.nPretty pretty, sharp teeth all in a row.nnAnd I know (know)nnWe want to dance togethernHe licked his eyebrows cleannSay My-my-my I'm so impressednI'm in distress, ITS YOUR DRESS!nOh no Baby …….(?)nI do declare! Oh noooo........ OW!nnAnd for the last time...nWell I spoke to the devil,nI told him to go to HELL!nHe said,nBoy, I just come from therenI said,nWell, well, well….”nOh well, well, well!nnHe smiled at me andnLifts his jaw, folded wings a flood (?)nAnd if we can fly then we can go,nTo hell, hell, hell....n“Well hell's a hard place my boy.”nnSharp teeth, pretty teeth.nPRETTY!nSharp teeth, pretty sharp.nSharp teeth, pretty teeth.nPretty sharp.nPretty pretty….nSharp teeth, pretty teethnWith sharp hooks and big teethnSharp teeth and (?)nSharp teeth, pretty teethnSharp, sharp, sharp, sharp....SHARP.